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I was robbing they where drugg dealing
I fucked around and put love in it
You pose to never mix know love with it
You pose
that shit
It make me sick these days
They call me the future these days
See y'all see the future these days
What the fuck you can y'all do to my crew
that shit
It make me sick these days
They call me the future these days
See y'all see the future these days
What the fuck you can y'all do to my crew
raspy, tell you what I want you to know
Fuck what you ask me, you probably don't want me to blow
I got a lot of horsepower so I'm able to skip
Usually
I have to go
I know that I’ll be missed
But I’m just so done with this
Please don’t cry
These wings were made to fly
So for now this is goodbye
I
it's no secret Santa
'Cause you know who it is, I gotta teach y'all some manners, bitch
Teach y'all some manners, learn your manners, yes sir
'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the west coast, all my bitches
Flocks of bitches by the dozens
From sisters to cousins
Got 'em
'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the west coast, all my bitches
Flocks of bitches by the dozens
From sisters to cousins
Got 'em
it's bad for my health
But I don't give a fuck 'cause
I'm a match for myself
I stay fuckin' with y'all
I stay fuckin' with y'all
A lot of people say it's
Addonnis
It's a lot of players in this sport
But what y'all gonna do now that I'm here and its Game Time
Riding 'round with the roof off
Just pulled
Why you makin' all these assumptions
Lil' bitch, she trippin' conjunction
Tryna throw more than one or two things that don't mix together
Goddamn, what
streets
This goes out to all that knows me
All y'all pussy niggas, holies
Y'all play tough guys but call the police
Look I don't care, I don't share
I keep
Then he reached out in his pocket
And that was the moment I regret
"Well now boy, reach for the sky"
Y'all said, "but I don't understand, sir
Then he reached out in his pocket
And that was the moment I regret
"Well now boy, reach for the sky"
Y'all said, "but I don't understand, sir
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
event, sir?
I don't know. It all happened so fast.
Did you see the Encephalopod?
I don't know what I saw
I was at the zoo
I saw tentacles flying from
confused
Just know this music ain't temporary
I'm always making moves
Feeling like I got lots to prove
I'm permanent like a tattoo
Y'all can call this my
Malibu on my yacht (twenty-five hoes)
I got twenty-five M's in the bank, no cap, no lie (yes sir) (twenty-five)
Run up an M, ain't trickin' (run it up)
treatment, ooh this life so good
White skin, they can't believe that I got friends in the hood
I know the love songs and melodies throw y'all off
Don't give
know what they need
All of our fans, they be getting these sick beats
Welcome. My name is west
Doin amiibo tournaments, y'all know the rest
Slapping off
think this
Got a lot to say, don't want to jinx it
If I fuck it up, I could not fix it
First we make it and then I can mix it
'Cause y'all tripping
What's all the noise about?
Have some respect shut the fuck up
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
and these are Versace air ones!
Yea, thanks a lot, its been great Dame
My bitch is a great Dame, my dog is a GREAT DANE
You know me I'm from the 24(th),
Man, Yes Sir
Ya'll Can't Fuck Wit Us, At All
We Can Go To War For Years
Let's Do It Man (Our Grandsons Could Get It On) Its Nuffin
Let's Do It
[Cam'Ron]
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